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 There's a down side to weight loss. Boob loss. Look, I am not ashamed to declare I love my own boobs, they're the best! They're the only thing I've ever gotten for free that other people have had to pay for. Unfortunately, once my weight dips below 145, my full bosom starts to more closely resemble cow utters than the sexy-fun-time-appendages I enjoy so much. When I started shooting The Daily Special I weighed around 168. Now, after training for a stair climb, doing the SELF Challenge, and losing some old relationship weight I weigh about 136. I should be doing cartwheels in the street, right? I mean that's a good 30 pounds lost mainly by living my life, yet my deflating boobage causes me some extreme sadness. I mean, I pay a lot for bras. When the nice woman at Victoria's Secret told me that I was a B-cup, I looked at her with a look of such harrowing sadness that she said, "Well, you could still wear a C...I mean it's a full B." Great, I've got saleswomen trying to make me feel better. Obviously a B-cup is nothing to be ashamed of, but having always been a C it was hard to see my girls go. I had to do something about this. That something is taking the birth control pill. Okay, yeah, not it's intended purpose, but for some reason one of the side effects of the pill for me has always been breast enlargement. Am I willing to chemically alter my hormones for the sake of perkage? Uh, yeah. I wish I could say "no," I wish I could just be cool with all the ebbs and flows of my body's changes, and for the most part I am. But seriously, Mother Nature, do not mess with my breasts. We're all confident, sexy women, but we all have our insecurities too. Right? Or is it just me? What are you just not willing to accept as time takes it's toll on your body? How do you halt the effects of time and nature? 9 CommentsLeave a comment |
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I love my boobs too! They are the main perk of having gained a few pounds recently.
I have been having really bad boob self-esteem lately. I had a breast reduction in 2001 and while I loved that (aside from some scarring which I ended up getting a fabulous chestpiece tattoo to help me cope with), and the perky boobs I had, now that I've lost 70 lbs I think they look like shit. When I lay down they are like empty tube socks or something, I feel horrible about it and the thought of implants has crossed my mind more than once, which makes me crazy..
As a self-esteem boosting experiment I'm making an appointment at this place called The Full Cup, which is a specialty bra/lingerie/etc boutique for people with boobs C and up, it's like the one on that How to Look Good Naked show with Carson whatshisname. I am hoping this will help me out some.
My boobs were always my favorite thing about me (always fat since I was a teenager) and now I don't even have that! And I'm still (pretty) fat! :(
I remember the day when the C cups were just too big. It was very depressing; like saying goodbye forever to a best friend. I've lost and kept off 50 or so pounds for over 5 years, and I still haven't made friends with the "new girls." I often wonder if I had the money, would I get a boob job. Is that me? Am I that girl? I'm not sure.
They used to be "my best asset." They were great! Now, they are flat, deflated, uneven, saggy... you get the picture. I'm on birth control and I'm not sure if I have that same side effect. That makes me never want to get off the pill!
I wish I could be cool too, Kim. I try.
Of course I could just gain the weight back and I'm sure they would return. But... well I don't think I have to explain.
Will I/we ever be ok with it?
You know my sister had the exact opposite thing happen to her: she was always a B. When she had kids, they became a C, but she refused to buy a C cup bra! I know, crazy right?
I went through a similar thing at the peak of my weight-lifting days. I had been a full C since grade school, but by the time I was 22 I was a sub-A. The bras appropriate for my size (worn for shape reasons, obviously not for support) had pictures of 12-year-old girls on the tag with the slogan "It's what WE like!" Wow...
It took a while to adapt, since I'd always liked having a bit of cleavage, but then I started to love it. It was so easy to buy button-up shirts that fit without gapping (and without the waist having to be too baggy just to make the chest area fit)! If I spilled coffee while drinking it, the drip fell straight to the floor instead of landing on my shirt in the middle of my chest!
After a shoulder injury and 5 not-particularly-successful surgeries trying to repair it, my days of crazy-low body fat are behind me. Despite all my mourning when my chest first abandoned me, I was sort of sad when it came back, too. I'd just finished learning to love it as it was. ..
Stupid button-up shirts...
Just in the last several months I've gone from a smallish D to a regular old C. Sigh. I have a feeling if I keep losing, I'll be a B in no time. I always really liked thinking of myself as buxom, but I think the only way that's going to be me again is if I gain back the 50 pounds I've lost over the last few years. I was a DD then. Oh well. It was nice while it lasted.
wish I could give you some of mine...
As someone who's never worn anything larger than a B, and STILL loses boob weight when body weight decreases, I totally feel ya, Kim.
I've noticed that my metabolism is slowing down, and I'm starting to see natural weight gain. I've always been thin so the weight gain seems like a big change. However, I'm fine with the extra weight, I kind of like my curvier body better. BUT, my jeans are fitting rather snug and THAT is a problem. I'm crazy about jeans and have spent way too much money on them for them not to fit. ahhh!!! [and I'm a poor college student who can't afford a new wardrobe. blehhh.]
I'm losing weight and even at the beginning, my breasts are saggy! I'm going to miss them and already thinking about breast lift surgery sometime in the future, but worried I would be spending money too frivolously... I'm proud of my big boobs and I don't want them to go away, but I do want the extra poundage gone, so I guess one goes with the other, unfortunately.